Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

The method was very simple. After concocting the liquid, Aldred left the potion in the sun for three days. At first, he did not expect it to succeed but it did.

The wound in his arm healed and closed under the gaze of Bartrem, Mary, Mira, and Pongo.

”It worked! ” Aldred shouted.

They all rejoiced, jumping around in the barracks, but then recalled they only had two days left before they had to attack the bandit.

”Now we have to make our own armor, ” Bartrem said with a grim expression. ”But we don ’t have any materials or tools to make them. ”

Aldred looked at Pongo and back to Bartrem before smiling. ”I have an idea. ”

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Aldred entered the fort with Pongo and looked for a blacksmith. It didn ’t take long for him to find one as they were very loud. Hammer clanged against the steel plating of an armor. The blacksmith was a strong man with powerful arms and chests. Whenever they slammed the hammer against the armor, sparks splashed. Aldred activated his godly eyes and analyzed his movement and the changes happening in the armor.

Hours passed, and Aldred felt like he already know how to do it after seeing the blacksmith create a bunch of armor from scratch. With confidence, he approached the blacksmith.

While the man was slamming the hammer, he noticed a boy approaching him. One look and he realized the boy was from that cursed platoon.

”I am busy. Go away. The order is full for this week. ”

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Aldred snorted. He did not even say anything yet and the blacksmith already shooed him away.

”Uncle, can you teach me how to make armor? ”

The blacksmith grunted. ”Didn ’t I tell you to fuck off? ”

”Don ’t be so cheap, uncle. Let me learn how to make armor. ”